I like flowers smiling to me in glee,
Who seem to say flowers are food to soul,
But I love greens more on a greying tree,
Who breathes life that life remains one whole.
I like flowers for their sweet-smelling smiles,
Flowerless, world would lose some of its worth,
But only leaves liven up far off miles,
Leaves greening no grey, where would be the Earth?
Yet, few can understand the smile of green.
Without leaves whence would come flowers and fruits?
How would life survive ever to take roots?
And woodlands would look grey deserts so mean!
And yet, no one would notso ever miss,
For, as greens go, life would get her last kiss.
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Sonnets | 04.11.07 |
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